There are 12 peaks of the snow-capped mountains in the west sky, the peaks are towering into the nine heavens, and the central saint-daughter peak is guarded in a circular shape. If you love to play, you can come if you love to watch

The Holy Maiden Peak is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, just like a woman wearing a veil, which makes it easy for people not to see the true face.

If there is a rare strong wind blowing away the sea of clouds on the top of the mountain, then the crystal palace of the Holy Maiden Peak, which is like a fairy palace, will be presented in front of the world, colorful and magnificent, making people seem not to stretch out in the world.

Not to mention others, even many disciples of the Snow Flower Holy Land rarely see the magnificent scene of opportunity in their lives.

But the five people at the foot of the mountain turned a deaf ear to this scene and didn't bother to look at it.

A group of five people, whether it was two women with somewhat similar appearances or the young woman, were all extremely beautiful, coupled with a cold and arrogant temperament, at first glance, they seemed to be dust fairies who had fallen into the netherworld.

Among the five people, there was a middle-aged man with starry eyebrows and sword eyes, and his face was like a knife and axe, but those eyes flashed with evil light from time to time.

The young man and the three women, who were obviously more familiar, walked behind, deliberately keeping a distance from the young man in front.

The five of them seemed to walk very slowly, but for some reason, it only took a small half a pillar of incense time to walk out of a distance of more than 300 miles.

These five people are none other than Yun Mo and his party.

After leaving the Snowflake Holy Land's sphere of influence, the Snowflake Palace Lord suddenly broke the silence, "Sect Master Yun, are you really so relieved of us?"

Yun Mo turned around and smiled slightly: "Why did the Snow Flower Palace Lord say this?"

The Snowflake Palace Lord was slightly stunned, and said: "You are poisoned, and now you only have the mid-stage cultivation of the Spirit Void Realm, even if the mountains and rivers are not resurrected, just me, or even Jinglian, you can't be sure of victory, why are you not only not prepared, but also not the slightest fear?"

The woman beside her, who had been with the Lord of the Snow Flower Palace since she was a child, although it was a master-servant relationship, but the woman who was like a sister looked at it and was also very curious.

Yun Mo said: "If I don't even have the means to protect myself, why did I come to the Snowflake Holy Land?!"

As he spoke, he turned around, looked at Fan Shanhe, and said, "As for Fan senior......

Fan Shanhe smiled slightly: "Let's call me Brother Shanhe, the way of the sword, only talk about strength, no matter the order." ”

Yun Mo's eyes flashed with a strange look, looking at Fan Shanhe, but he couldn't see any clues, thinking that it was probably his own delusion, so he didn't dwell on this issue anymore, and said: "As for Brother Shanhe, he is a gentleman in the sword, not to mention that we have fought together, it can be regarded as a robe, Brother Shanhe has no reason to attack me now." ”

After saying this, he looked at the Snow Flower Palace Master, but the latter just looked at Fan Shanhe stupidly.

Yun Mo shook his head to himself, like a frightened rainbow rising from the ground.

Fan Shanhe stepped out of the foot, his own frost chill turned into a sword, although when he was in Hangu Pass, in the face of the frost dragon, in order to let the three holy lands join the battlefield, disperse the lifelong cultivation, but after resurrection, from the Seven Stars Array to obtain a strength that should not be underestimated, the sword is naturally not a difficult matter.

Fan Shanhe turned around and stretched out his hand.

The face of the Snow Flower Palace Lord actually showed a touch of shyness belonging to a girl for the first time, stretched out his slender hand, grabbed Fan Shanhe's hand, and the two of them flew with their swords.

Xue Qianqian looked at the ethereal figures of the two of them with that sword, and couldn't help but feel a little stupid, and murmured softly: "The world says that only mandarin ducks are envious and not immortals, but what is the difference between the queen mother and Uncle Fan, and the immortal couple?"

Jing Lian beside her frowned: "For some reason, I always feel that the Fan Sect Master is a little weird. ”

Xue Qianqian came back to her senses and said, "Auntie, Uncle Fan came back from the dead and experienced a real catastrophe of life and death, so it's strange that there is no change, right?"

Jing Lian smiled reluctantly, "What Rourou said is not unreasonable. ”

Three days later, the Kendo sect.

The matter of Yun Mo going to the Snow Flower Holy Land was only known to his disciple Zhang Shan and several kendo sect bosses, so this visit did not cause much noise.

In fact, for most of the half a year since he came back from Hangu Pass, he has been in the grass house without seeing outsiders, in the Kendo Sect and the current Shiwei Realm, this veritable number one powerhouse, more often, is a sign, as long as he does not die, the momentum of the development and growth of the Kendo Sect will not stop.

After only a few days of not seeing, Zhang Shan made out an "iron bird", the wings were spread, two zhang long, and sixteen exquisite high-level wind gathering talisman arrays were engraved on it, after Yun Mo returned to the grass house with the guests, he called Zhang Shan to inform a few big guys, and the little fart child tied himself to this iron bird with a rope and slid down the cliff from the narrow track.

Although when this kid came to the Kendo Sect, he often jumped off the cliff in order to refine his body, but now he has an iron pimple tied to his body, he is unable to move, and it is not impossible to fall to death, just when Yun Mo was worried about him, he saw the iron bird carrying his only apprentice through the sea of clouds and flew up.

"I'm going to fly higher, fly higher!"

The mountain wind brought Zhang Shan's slightly immature voice, and it was accompanied by a strange tone.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord snuggled up to Fan Shanhe's side, and said to Yun Mo with a smile: "To be able to make an iron weapon weighing hundreds of catties fly, Ling Disciple is really talented. ”

Yun Mo laughed at himself, "Snow Flower Palace Master, you are wrong, my apprentice is just a fool, don't you see the pile of high-grade spirit crystals in the belly of that iron bird, he flew once, and he spent ten days and half a month on a small sect of a hundred or ten people." ”

The Snow Flower Palace Lord sneered, turned around, and said to Fan Shanhe, "Shanhe, you said that if we want a child, will we be so naughty in the future?"

The cold light in Fan Shanhe's eyes flashed, and he rubbed the head of the Snow Flower Palace Lord affectionately, and said, "Children will naturally be naughty, and it will be good when they grow up." ”

It's over, the reunion after the difference between life and death not only made the IQ of the Snow Flower Palace Lord become a little girl who was just starting to fall in love, but even Fan Shanhe became stupid, one is the palace master of the Snow Flower Holy Land, and the other is the master of the Holy Sword Gate, these two characters who are like gods in the eyes of the world, are actually here The love of children and daughters is long, I and I are up, if this matter spreads, I don't know how much turmoil it will cause in the micro world!

At this moment, a sword light flashed in the air, and I saw a young man fall to the ground, turned into two steps and ran in front of Yun Mo, and saluted: "My lord!"

"Ah Zhe, you kid, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your cultivation has improved again! Okay, good!" Yun Mo patted Ah Zhe on the shoulder and pulled him up, "Come on, come on, see who is coming!"

Ah Zhe got up, and when he saw the Snow Flower Palace Masters, he frowned slightly, and when he saw Fan Shanhe, he was suddenly stunned in place, "Fan, Fan......"

Fan Shanhe nodded slightly, looked at the young man who was born in the Demon Domain, and said: "The hero is a young man, although the Demon Domain has fallen into the territory of the Shiwei Realm, but the hatred between the two realms is too deep, and the rebellion and massacre continue. ”

Ah Zhe hesitated, then turned his head to Yun Motou to ask for a look.

Yun Mo said with a smile: "Whether it is the Shiwei Realm or the Demon Domain, after a great battle, it is a time when everything is in ruins, and my Kendo Sect should make a contribution." ”

Fan Shanhe arched his hand: "In this way, Shanhe represents the Wei Realm Li Min Cangsheng and thanked the Yun Sect Master." ”

The green housekeeper martial idiot has a three-edged thousand enemies, and the captain Chi Longxiang ...... One by one, the big guys came to the sword, and after seeing the dead and resurrected Fan Shanhe, they were extremely shocked.

But without exception, they all attributed this to the Snow Flower Palace Master, the Holy Hand of Healing in the Formula Realm, but this time it was not healing, but the unheard of thaumaturgy of giving birth to white bones and living dead.

After the big guys left, the grass house returned to its former cleanliness.

It is not a simple matter to remove the toxins from Yun Mo's body, and resurrecting Fan Shanhe, the Snow Flower Palace Lord owes Yun Mo a favor, and the Snow Flower Palace Lord will follow Yun Mo to the Sword Dao Sect.

The rise of the Kendo Sect is unstoppable, and although the Four Holy Lands are not a small resistance, if they completely tear their faces, the Kendo Sect will pay a greater price. Moreover, since ancient times, it is better to block than to be sparse, with the current prestige and strength of the Kendo Sect, even if the four holy lands unite to resist the Kendo Sect again, they can only lose their wives and lose their troops like the previous two expeditions.

What's more, under the persuasion of Wen Yuan, one of the three heroes of the Demon Domain, the people who surrendered to the Demon Domain, six or seven out of ten all submitted to the Kendo Sect, especially when the first richest man in the Demon Domain, Wannu King, brought countless treasures and resources, as well as an elite demon cultivator composed of 30,000 strong people, to Yun Mo, he was even more shocked.

The Demon Domain is the largest and most tempting piece of fat, how to distribute it has become the biggest problem, including the four holy lands, large and small forces, are all intriguing for this matter, and when they come back to their senses, they are surprised to find that this piece of fat has been bitten in Yun Mo's mouth.

Under such a general trend, there was no need for Yun Mo to do anything at all, and the Sword Dao Sect was comparable to the Four Holy Lands and stood tall in the micro realm.

In this way, Yun Mo had no reason to make a move against the Snow Flower Palace Lord at all.

There is no need to worry about his life, this is the most important reason why the Snow Flower Palace Master dares to come to the Sword Dao Sect to expel poison for Yun Mo.

"I've never seen this blood poison, in fact, I won't tell you, after the four bloody people left with the blood sedan chair, I collected the blood left by the blood sedan chair, and after returning to the Snow Flower Holy Land, I searched through the classics, and I didn't find what this blood poison was. The Snow Flower Palace Lord changed his words, "But fortunately, I finally tried this method of cracking the blood poison, but you have been deeply poisoned, and it will take at least a month to treat, within this month, I will use the chill of the Holy Maiden Peak to suppress the blood poison in your body, and then cooperate with the Thousand Revolutions Poison Expulsion Array, and force the blood poison out of your body little by little, within this month's time, no outsiders can disturb you, and you can't get out of this room." ”

Yun Mo frowned slightly.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord explained: "This blood poison is too strong, and accordingly it needs to be assisted by a more powerful magic circle, as far as the magic circle I have now is concerned, only the Thousand Revolutions Poison Exorcism Great Array can be used, but this Thousand Revolutions Poison Exorcism Great Array is too domineering, even if it is me, I can only maintain it in one room." And once I am disturbed by the outside world, not only will I be affected by the big array, but even you will be affected by it. ”

Yun Mo nodded, called Zhang Shan over, explained a few words, and waited for the little boy to leave, then he said to the Snow Flower Palace Master, "Since this is the case, then it will be up to the Palace Master!"

As he spoke, he bent down and solemnly bowed to the Lord of the Snow Flower Palace.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord also bent down to return the salute.

Overhead, the sky was already full of stars, the silver moon hung on the branches of the big locust tree like a wolf's teeth, and an amazing breath came out of the grass house, Ah Zhe, who was sitting on the branch, turned his head to look at the grass house, and turned his head after a while, although he also knew in his heart that Yun Mo and the Snow Flower Palace Lord were in the same room and it was a little unruly, but Xue Qianqian and Fan Shanhe didn't say anything, so he was even less qualified to ask.

The singing of crickets sounded around, and in this quiet autumn night, Ah Zhe leaned against the trunk of the tree and dozed off, day after day and night after night, and I don't know how many days passed, Ah Zhe, who was half awake and half asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

In the grass more than ten zhang away, an unknown bird flew out, Ah Zhe smiled self-deprecatingly, "Am I too careful? Who would dare to come to the Kendo Sect to make trouble now?" ”

In the eyes of ordinary people and even ordinary cultivators, the power of the Spirit Void Realm has great magical powers, such as Bigu, such as dreaming for three years, and for example, when you are asleep, you can also detect the external situation.

It's late autumn.

The frightened bird flew out of the grass and wandered through the mountains for a while, becoming lighter and lighter, and finally dissipating into nothingness.

And in the grass, a very indifferent figure slowly walked out and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

If there is a spiritual realm power like Ah Zhe who can use his divine sense to probe, he will find clues about this person.

There is still more than an hour before sunrise, it is the darkest time of the day, and it is also the most tired time for people, the Kendo Sect is quiet, even those mountain guarding disciples on duty are taking advantage of this time to take a nap, and naturally no one can find that figure.

The figure followed the mountain road, arrived at the west peak, climbed the steps, and came to an exquisite courtyard, and when he saw the lights in the courtyard, the figure paused, as if he was a little surprised.

But after a moment's hesitation, the figure still came to the courtyard and gently pushed open the courtyard door.

The door shaft turned slowly, perhaps unoiled for a long time, and made a creaking sound, breaking the silence of the night.

As the courtyard door opened, a strong smell of alcohol came to my face.

In the faint light, the corners of the figure's mouth turned up slightly.

A Xiao Si heard the sound outside the door, walked out, looked at the comer, and asked with some doubts, "Who?"

The light was too dim, Xiao Si raised the lantern in his hand, and finally saw the face of the person who came clearly, and was suddenly startled, but he was a little panicked: "Fan, Fan......"

Before he could finish his words, a cool breeze blew through his neck, and a thin line of blood appeared on his neck, and then, Xiao Si's head broke away from his body and fell to the ground, gurgling twice.

When Fan Shanhe walked past Na Xiao Si, the headless corpse of Na Xiao Si still maintained the posture of carrying a lantern.

Fan Shanhe came to the house.

The nose was full of the smell of wine, there was a middle-aged man lying on the table, a wine jug was hanging in his hand, the table was scattered with half-eaten dishes, and the drunken man's clothes were full of grease stains.

Wu Idiot San, the lord of a peak, has a hobby and loves to drink.

Fan Shanhe shouted softly, "Lord Wufeng?"

Wu Idiot San didn't answer, and snored.

Fan Shanhe sat next to Wu Idiot San and said softly: "A spiritual realm power, but he does not drive away the desire to drink, how good is it to preach the Tao to cross the tribulation and ascend, why do you have to covet the prosperity of this earthly world, and consume your time and life on these mundane things? Wine and meat are intestinal poison, why do you come here Wu Idiot San?"

In the end, it is the power of the Spirit Void Realm, Wu Idiot San slowly woke up from drunkenness, his drunken eyes were hazy, he glanced at Fan Shanhe, and was a little surprised, "Master Fan, why are you here?

Fan Shanhe shook his head slightly, "Lord Wufeng, you are drunk." ”

"No, no, no, I'm not drunk!" Wu Idiot waved his hand and burped, having said that, his consciousness was still a little blurry, and his body was a little disobedient.

Fan Shanhe took the wine jug from his hand, tilted it slightly, and the mellow wine slowly flowed out of the spout, turning into a line.

"Hey, it's a good wine, what a pity to pour it!"

"It's a pity? After Fan Shanhe finished speaking, he saw that the wine line was so still, as if it had become a popsicle.

The index finger and middle finger of Fan Shanhe's right hand rotated slightly, and the wine line changed from vertical to parallel to the table, and slowly changed into the shape of a sword.

The martial idiot, who was still six points drunk, leaned his head and wanted to take a closer look at the small sword made of wine, but the next moment, he heard a soft pop.

The small, slender sword stabbed into his throat and peeked through the back of his neck.

Wu Idiot San was completely drunk, and the consciousness of the whole person was extremely sober in an instant, staring at Fan Shanhe, opening his mouth, not knowing whether to scold or shout, but he could only gurgle and bubble blood, Wu Idiot San no longer hesitated, his body retreated violently, his body hit the table, crashed through the wall, and swept into the courtyard.

Fan Shan slowly stood up, his index finger and middle finger together slowly made a rotating motion, and the wine sword inserted in the throat of Wu Idiot San also rotated with the rotation of Fan Shanhe's fingers, cutting the muscles and bones at Wu Idiot's neck.

Blood gushes out like a spring.

Fan Shanhe looked at the terrifying wound on the neck of the martial idiot, licked the corners of his mouth, and slowly had blood in his eyes.

Wu Idiot San was extremely frightened, his eyes widened, and his hands clenched the wine sword that had already cut his neck, trying to pull it out.

But before he could exert his strength, Fan Shanhe snorted coldly, and his five fingers suddenly opened, and then twisted.

The wine sword instantly cut off the three hands of the martial idiot, and turned around the three necks of the martial idiot.

Ten bloody fingers fell to the ground, and then the head of the martial idiot with wide eyes and dead eyes.

Fan Shanhe stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the soul of Wu Idiot San was sucked into his hand, "I was going to watch you slowly dying and struggling, but I didn't expect you to be in such a hurry to die, but I swept away the prosperity of the master of this sect!"

As he spoke, he slowly opened his mouth, his mouth opened bigger and bigger, which was beyond the scope of ordinary people, and even the corners of his mouth were torn open and cracked to the root of his ears, and his gums were full of blood.

Swallow the soul of Wu Idiot San into the mouth of the blood basin in the real sense, and swallow it after chewing it twice.

The torn mouth slowly closed, and dozens of red blood lines drilled out of Fan Shanhe's face, sewing up the two cracks at the corners of the mouth that made people's scalps tingle, and after a while, the blood lines were hidden under the skin, and the two mad cracks disappeared.

Fan Shanhe stretched out his red tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, and the blood-colored mist in his eyes slowly receded.

Fan Shanhe stretched out his scarlet tongue, licked the corners of his mouth, looked at the back mountain of the Kendo Sect, and muttered hoarsely, "Who should be next?" Seven hundred >